The Franklin Jones poem in Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters was interesting because Franklin says that he was making a flying machine, but he had not finished it yet before he died. I feel that this means that if he had made the machine that would have meant that he would be able to fly phisically as well as mentally. When I say that I mean that in making such a machine, his mind would take him places that would help the whole world.
“I could have finished my flying machine, and become rich and famous,” (38).
But he did not finish his flying machine which meant that he was still on the ground, which kind of points to how he did not get anywhere in life. He was but a dreamer and he had no way of being anything else without his machine. Just like how his tombstone looked like a chicken (where chickens cannot fly) when it was supposed to be a dove (who can fly in case one did not know that). It shows that Franklin’s machine was doomed because he would never be successful, as much as he tried.
Hence it is fitting the workman who tried to chisel a dove for me made it look more like a chicken,” (38).
